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Tracy!

Mummy had an accident.
She's gone.

Oh, Ruby.

-Tracy.
Her name's Tracy.

-She's insistent
that she's an elf.

But she's not.

I've been recording you, buddy.

-I saw you trying
to look up my skirt.

Perv.

-I'm a bicyclist.
-Wanker.

Is that's 7,500?

I need a lend of that money.

-I give money to Zein
to give to you.

-We'll have to shift this fast.
-I know what you did.

Get your show.
Leave us all alone.

Aren't you fasting?

-I just want milk
for my Frosties at sunset.

-Yeah, well, someone keeps
glugging it all

in the middle of the night.

So, is that a dig at me?

I was doing Ramadan yesterday.

-You fasted for,
like, two hours.

I'm doing lunch today.

-Because that's not
spiritually confusing.

Perfect parenting, Pops.

That's nice alliteration.

You should put in
one of your lovely poems.

-Aren't you supposed to
give up something for lent?

-Yeah, what'd you give up?
Table manners?

Cursing.

-Please don't bring
Gadda hear early.

He's so difficult when he fasts.

He's an old man, Layla.

Gets low blood sugar
when he fasts.

Makes him emotional.

-He was crying
in the green soup.

It's called molokhia.

Don't let him
hear you call it green soup.

He'll have a stroke.

Well, maybe he shouldn't fast

if he's going to lose his
falafel over every little thing.

-Okay. Go. Quick. Clean up.
You're late.

-Okay, so see you
outside school?

-Yeah.
At 11:00.

We can run the monologues

on the way to the college
before your audition.

Good luck with youraudition.

"Crown of Thorns", round two.
-Hey.

Is anyone notauditioning?

-See ya.
-Good luck today, Lina.

I'll be thinking of you.

Are you okay?

-Yeah.
Can't smile wide enough.

You got some old milk
or something there.

I had two glasses, max.

What are you doing?

I just spent ten minutes
putting your hair up.

-I didn't want to get in trouble
because I'm an elf

in case my ears get pointy.

-We've talked about this,
Nancy.

At home, you can act
whatever way you want, okay?

But in school, act normal.

Leave your hair. Go on.

-I know you want me
out of this house,

and if my audition goes well,

I'll be out
of your head for good.

But before I go,
can I give you some advice?

-Thanks, but I'm not sure
one of your life quotes

from
"Help Yourself to Happiness"

is gonna help
my parenting right now.

-Funny. You've been
planking me for weeks,

and you're telling her
to act normal?

What does that even mean?

-Says a man
who robbed her piggy bank.

You haven't a notion of what
it takes to be a real parent.

She'll get expelled.

Expelled at seven.

And what about Lina?

When are you going
to stand up to her?

She's a kid, too.

You know, this family --

-My family.
-It's my family too.

-No, no.
My children. My family.

You're just a fucking passenger

who steals the cutlery
before jumping ship.

-That's not fair.
-Yes, it is.

I hate to tell you,
you're not that good an actor.

Mm.

-Get your show.
Really.

I want you to get it.
Then bon voyage.

And don't forget your watch.
Hate you to be late.

Can I ask you about Ramadan?

Not even water, no.

What?

-Well, I presume you were
gonna ask about fasting.

I fast. No food or drink
from dawn to sunset.

And then you'd say,
"Not even water?"

And I'd say...
-"Not even water."

Ah, okay. I think I get it.

Am I very predictable?

-No. It's just everyone
asks the same things

over and over, every year,
all the time.

-Are you allowed to go
to the bathroom?

-Of course you can go
to the bathroom.

-Do you get cheat days?
-It's not a diet, Mark.

But I suppose if you're wearing
your red badge of honor.

-Your period?
That's what my mum calls it.

I know. You've told me.

Look, nothing can
pass your lips.

Can you not brush your teeth?

-Of course you could
brush your teeth.

That's hygiene.
You discipline yourself.

No vaping, coffee, cake
for one month.

No food or drink.
No kissing or sex.

Sex?

-Yeah. It's a real
struggle for me.

Hopefully I can make it
'til sunset.

-Cheers for dragging me
to a coffee shop

in the middle of Ramadan
just to tell me I'm broke.

Am I not broke?
-No, you're still broke...

...but a lot less broke.

Now, when you get paid
for this animation series thing,

you might just be okay.

Financially,
not emotionally, obviously.

Just told
your only brother to leave.

You're an idiot.

-I'm not in the mood,
Cormac. I need coffee.

I've got such a headache

and I've a day of storylining
ahead of me.

What are you doing?

I have an armpit situation.

I've got chewing gum stuck
in my armpit and it's very sore.

-Is it?
So many questions.

Let's go with why.

-Bad luck, pal.
-Okay. How?

-I'm still trying
to figure that out.

I think I fell asleep like this,
which I usually do,

and obviously, the chewing gum
was in my mouth.

Uh, it was --
fell out of my mouth,

and it fell right here,

and then I just put my arm down
in my sleep,

and rolled over, under it,
and...

rolled over on it and --

-Jesus Christ. And you're
in charge of my accounts?

-That's awesome.
Really good, Zine.

It's Zein. Yeah.

-Zine?
-Zein. Yeah.

-Zine?
-Sure. Yeah.

-Thank -- Thank you.
Yeah, yeah.

I've, uh -- I've been fasting.
It's -- It's Ramadan,

so excuse me if my mouth's
a little dry.

Can you not drink?

No.

Not even water?

No, no. Not even water. No.

That's tough.

But you're doing great.

Can we do it again?

This time,

I want you to struggle
with the big lie internally.

Don't oversell it, okay?

Sure.

And...action.

Fuck.

-Can I give you my take
on the Zein thing?

-No. Definitely not.
-Okay, cool.

Look, I'm an accountant.

I see it all the time.
People buy these luxury items.

They think it's going
to make them happy, like Zein.

The watch, a new car,
one of those high end,

five-grand sex doll things
with the hair and the boobs

and the -- you know, for the...

-No. No, no, no.
No, I don't know.

Sorry. Let me get this right.

You have clients who pay
five grand for a sex doll

so they can summon
the semen demon?

-Wank. Yeah.
But what a wank, though.

The point is,
it's a sugar rush of happiness.

They get one little bang, and
then poof, it's gone forever.

They're still miserable.
Like even that typewriter.

-That Stan Laurel's.
-Piece of shit, Sammy.

-I wrote a hit series
on that typewriter.

It's lucky.

-In ten years,
you wrote one hit series,

and you think that's lucky?

And you're sending
your only brother packing.

But you're still okay
with that, pal?

Like, I'm the one with
chewing gum stuck in my armpit,

and I'm still not the stupidest
person at this table.

They want to see me for Judas.

Irony is, I feel like
I'm betraying Sam and the girls.

-Usually, you text me for sex,
not advice.

I shouldn't go, should I?

-Zein, parenting isn't
for everyone.

-I know he's a bit uptight,
but he does try.

-No, not Sam.
You, you tick.

Sometimes, families
are a cat and a dog

and a feckin' ma and da,
you know? The norm.

And sometimes,
it's three gorgeous girls

and their dad and his brother.

Sometimes, it's not.

Sometimes, it's just three girls
and their dad on their own,

and maybe a cool uncle
that calls over on the holidays

and gives deadly presents.

I know I've let them down,

but do you think
they're better off without me?

-No. Look, if you stay now and
leave later, it's just not fair.

Think of Nancy.

Her little heart could not
handle losing you down the road.

I've only just met you,
and I'm heartbroken.

I know you love them and they
adore you, especially Sam.

But this is your out,
and I'd take it.

-Excuse me.
I'm here for my audition.

I know I'm late, but...

Yes.

Wait, I know you.

I don't think so.

-Yes.
You're that girl from the car.

You implied I was

a-a sexual predator
of some sort.

Your father attacked me.

I had to flee.

No, he didn't.

-Well, isn't this
a serendipitous reuniting?

And you're here
for the audition?

I'm so sorry. I...

-No. I'm sorry, because you are
unpardonably late.

It's why I'm a bicyclist.

Always beat the traffic
in the end.

And rules are rules.

You can apply again next year.

Thanks.

Bye, cyclist.

Very witty.

-Yeah. He looked like your man
in "Breaking Bad",

um, Walter White.

Yeah, the little --
the little hat

and the glasses and everything.

Yeah. No, no. I liked him.
Hang on -- Hang on a sec, Nola.

-They -- They want me over
for a -- for a screen test.

Some-- Someone in the cast.

I'm on the 7:45 to L.A.

I guess I'll...stay over there.

Good. Yeah.

-Suppose I-I better get going.
So...

Sam, I-I-I just wanted to say
I, uh...

I left my shades in the car,
so...

-It's open.
-Great. Thanks.

Tell the girls I'm sorry
I didn't get to say goodbye.

See you around.

Safe flight.

Hey, Nola.

Yeah.
No, no, I liked him.

It's going to be a great series.

No respect for me.

You've anything to say?

You know, we're done.

Your sister's right.
He is a snake.

Snake!

-What was that?
-Didn't say anything.

Oh, cool.

Because I thought
I heard you ticking.

Wouldn't want you
to blow up all over me.

Oh, look at your
little angry face.

Go on, say something.

Go on, say something.
Unless you're not allowed.

In that case, as a man,
I give you permission.

Yeah, that's what I thought.
Classic.

You need to cool down,
little girl.

Don't want you to get all worked
up like your frigid sister.

Zein?

What? What's happened?
What's wrong?

-Oh. Everything's
fucking tops, Sam.

I'm cursed.
You are a curse on this family.

No, this whole family
is a curse on me.

I'm doomed to failure,
just like you and Zein.

-Oh, sweetheart, what --
-Don't touch me.

Okay, okay. What happened?

Zein didn't collect me.

I was late, and -- and the dean
is the guy on the bike.

Jesus. What are the chances?
Ugh.

My chances of ever getting
into drama school are --

I'm fucked because of you.

-Mum would have
never done this.

I'm stuck with you.

How do you not feel guilty?
You're useless.

-Okay.
Get in the car.

I'm not going anywhere.

-Please, just trust me.
Get in the car.

-Bad enough her name
is Amin,

but Layla will never get
into America

with that thing in her head.

Layla going to America?

No, look, I'm just saying.

At least Nancy's
doing her communion,

which is important because
it is part of her culture.

-So's Islam.
-Yeah, I know.

I meant the culture here.

Ireland. Eire.
Where we all live.

-Where's --
Where is the chicken?

What?

I forgot the chicken. Oh, no.
My God. My God. God, how? How?

-With that much food,
what do you need chicken for?

You got turkey.

No, no, no, no, no.

I have to have chicken.
I'm cooking molokhia.

Oh, the green soup?

-Stop talking nonsense.
What green soup? Are you crazy?

Would you have -- Would you have
Christmas dinner without potato?

No. You'd bring shame
on your family.

-Well, it's Egyptian
spinach soup?

-You are being offensive
to my country.

What'd you say?
Egyptian spinach?

It's not soup. It's molokhia.
It's Egypt.

It is the fresh chicken stock.

You take it, you put the garlic
and the spices,

and you dip the bread in,

and -- oh, my God,
it's everything.

What am I teaching my family
if there's no molokhia?

Why are you crying?

Okay, come on, come on,
come on, come on, come on.

Jesus.
We'll get you your chicken.

God almighty.
It's like dealing with a child.

Come on.
No wonder your wife left you.

What was it?
Salmonella poisoning?

Eh?

-Sorry. We need to talk
about my daughter, Lina.

-What in the name
of Molly Bloom?

I'm sorry.
No. She was the rudest girl.

-You don't know her.
It's all a front,

the shitty attitude.

She could be a rude cow.
I know that.

This is you helping, yeah?

-The real Lina is so creative,
it spills out of her like oil.

-Oh, I've heard
what spills out of her.

There is absolutely no excuse
for that. I am sorry.

No.

Sam, let's go. He doesn't care.

Nina's mum died recently.

I wished it was me.

I'm sorry it wasn't me.

But I was the same
when my mum died.

It's the weight of all
that grief and anger.

It buries you.

I'm her dad,
and I can't do anything.

And she's a good kid.

This --
it's all she's ever wanted.

She's been robbed of so much
over the last year.

Don't take this away
from her too.

Please. Please.

Just, um...

give Lina and me
a moment together.

-Thank you.
-Yeah, okay.

Lina.

That's fucking typical.

I got another date.

That's great!

Thanks.

I, um...

-Look, I thought
about what you said.

I do feel guilty.

I don't recognize you anymore.

It's like losing your child
on a busy street.

I feel this panic every time
I look at you,

'cause I don't see
my little girl anywhere.

You have these old eyes
and this young face.

I'm so sorry.

Baba, I'm sorry.

I do love you.

I've just been so...

angry.

Oh, sweetheart. Sweetheart.

You're not angry. You're sad.

-It's just so much easier
to be angry.

Trust me.
Look at me. I know.

I think...

I need help.

Oh, sweetheart.

I'm so messed up.

We're all messed up.

Cormac.

I don't like spinach, Mo.

-This is not spinach.
It's molokhia.

That's very good.

-You know, the old Cormac
would have said

that this is "Allah carte".

-Cormac!
-I'm not gonna say that, okay?

I won't say that,
because it's racist.

-And?
-Blasphemous.

But it is funny.

But it's more racist
than it's funny.

And I'm never gonna
say it again.

Cormac.

-Is this made
with the tears

we had in the car park.?

-Of course.
-Good.

Satisfied?

-Mo, how long
we talking?

-You wait.
-Two minutes, Cormac.

Patience, patience.

Two minutes and we can start.

God.

You miss Uncle Zein?

Mm.

Did you not get to say goodbye?

Me too.

Uncle Zein is a good daddy,
isn't he?

Yeah.

But you're a great mommy.

Am I?

Huh?

-Hey, just go over there
to Uncle Cormac.

Thanks God.

I have been to, like,
six different houses.

Hello. Remember me?
It's been a while.

Zu.
-Zu.

Is Zein here?

-No.
-It's kind of important.

Very.

Oh, I am going to call her Ruby.

After your dead wife.
-What now?

-Can I come in?
Well, I...

Zein. Fuck.